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favourite poems

 From nowhere,a face visions.
Into a day of countless missions,
Awkward to grasp emotional bliss.
Wanton of much,the invisible kiss.
Seeking contentment,equality gain
Running wild,blind the same.
Grasping handfulls of transparant air
Will she be gone,or stay the dare>?
Will she to me,as me to she
Or run the mile,or will we be.
One moment more,a seconds grasp
Dissalusions more to pass.
Here she be inside my head
Floating awareness,
More wanton shed,
A passing soul,take my hand...
Cross road meeting,here we stand.
Knowing now,something new,
Heart fluttering,to be knowing you.

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<Deleted User> (6315)

Mon 31st Oct 2011 14:34


enjoyed the the will she to me as me to she and as Larisa says full of hopeful expectations..it reads very well out loud too.. :)

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Mon 31st Oct 2011 11:28

Beautiful poem. Love it.

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